Billionaire's Scandal Novels & Stories

All you need to do is write down my name, as if I'm the one who donated the 20 million dollars. "What makes you think that you can spend my money to gain fame?" Brie wasn't a fool. She would never let Caroline do something like that. However, Caroline leaned closer to her and whispered into her ear, "I'm not trying to be famous. I'm just making your life miserable!" The Collins family had been intent on making a good name for themselves for the past few years. They'd surely gloat and have the media report about them donating 20 million dollars, even if it hadn't been done out of good will.

"Oh no! But they would have given you more time to see if it's just a day's thing." "You don't understand Mil, data compilation is very sensitive. One mistake can ruin everything." She said admist light sobs. "Be calm Cass, you'll be fine soon." Mildred reassured. But soon wasn't an option. Time was running out. Claus sat in his spacious office, brow furrowed. "Emma, we have a problem," he said to his PA. Emma's expression turned serious. "Financial irregularities," Claus elaborated. "No plausible cause, Emma. I want this investigated."

As the breaking news hit the headline on every social media, Daniel couldn't help but feel breathless. Everything he had worked to build all his years appeared to have run down the drain. ‘The ISA establishment, formerly known as the Storm n Storm empire, is subject to investigation following the belief that it is involved in illegal mafia activity.’ As Daniel Storm read through the headline again, he felt his heart constrict painfully. He knew giving Isabelle the company was not a good idea and that she would run it down at some point. But he couldn't have ever believed that it would go down so shamefully.

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

"It’s serious money for you, huh? Take it and push off, will ya? Stop dreaming of becoming a wealthy socialite." Amanda keeps her mouth shut until she sees the amount. “A mere million? Is the Aiken family going bankrupt? And since you went to such lengths to find my parents’ graves, you must know I’m actually married to Riley. It’s not heavy money for Griffin CEO’s wife.” Amanda shrugs, looking askance at Aiken. Faye’s face flushes with anger as she erupts in a fit of rage, spewing words like venom. “Amanda Courtney. You should be thanking your lucky stars. No wonder your parents passed away in your early age. And Morris...”

Aria's POV "Ms. Bennett? This is Priya Anand, I write for the Style section — do you have a comment on the piece running tomorrow?" I stood in my kitchen with the phone against my ear and Elias on my hip, and something in my stomach dropped before she'd even said what the piece was about. "What piece." "About your business funding. There's a source alleging Bennett Interiors was built on undisclosed money from your ex-husband, and that you've misrepresented your client contracts as a result. I wanted to give you the chance to respond before we go to print."

"You really think she's still your property, Luigi? She just shut down one of the most powerful men in the city. You think she's playing on your level anymore?" Luigi growled. "No whore of mine ever should've gotten that bold." "Then maybe you should've treated her better. Besides didn't that Mr Cartier guy buy her off." Laughter erupted from the dancers gathered near the dressing room. Social Media: @NYWhistleblower: BREAKING.. Billionaire heir Cameron Knight caught in explosive sex scandal. Sources claim setup by alleged former escort, Rylee. Exclusive video here. @GossipGhouls: I don't know who Rylee is but she's Mother now. Period.

The headlines flashed dangerously before me: “Billionaire Big-shot busted in bathroom bonanza with another dude;” “Toilet tryst torches tycoon’s rep: caught pants-down with a guy;” “Filthy rich and filthy habits: billionaire’s bathroom boy-toy bust;” The morbid names kept coming, each worse than the order that held me bound to where I was as I watched him leave the bathroom. As soon as his presence left I felt some sort of motion in my bones. I moved slowly, pushing the door.

Adan Cheriton, the country's youngest billionaire. Every woman wants him in bed but he hardly looks at others. This is Becky's chance of having a good time with her boss and this means an additional eight thousand dollars in her bank account by just giving her body to him for a few minutes. Before Adan could turn, Becky is already undressed. "Good." He said to her as he admired her body. "Hmm…not bad. Where have you been all these while?" He asks her, not recognizing such a beauty for a long time.